My name is Nailed, and I have Internet Forum Addiction.
I spend about 12 hours a week between a few different forums.
I keep up with the stuff in the forums but a lot of times I will not post in a lot of them.

Ya know it's bad when yer thinking of how to get a laptop in the truck with some kinda satelite access.

Duly noted, most of the plumbers I have come to know in these forums are sole props like myself, fantastic way to stay abreast of current stock, fixtures...just not code.
No better way to exchange notes & idea's, in the real world I only bump into my competitors at the supply.

My name is Redwood and everyone thinks I have a problem... I don't! I have a laptop in my truck and use Net Stumbler to "borrow" bandwidth from unsecured Wi-Fi connections. I never have to drive more than a 1/2 mile to get a good high speed connection! I surf between jobs!

My rabid DIY forums addiction has gone very well with my insomnia ever since I got my first computer back in '98.
Been doing all kinds of DIYing for more than 50 years now, and I have spent untold midnight hours on various DIY sites...either as a newbie, a junior member, a senior member, a moderator and once even as a so-called "super moderator", whatever that was.
I currently have a total of more than 14,000 posts (for real) on various DIY sites (is THAT nuts or what), but I've drastically been tapering off, what with the senility setting in and all. It's getting harder to remember if the red or the black wires clamp to the copper water heater pipes for instance.
Everything slows down when you hit 65, which I just did, but NOW I'm on Medicare if I hurt myself again. LOL
Mike

Last month my brothers, uncles, aunts, daughters, sons, grandparents, neighbors, my parish priest and my ex-wife all showed up at my house with a camera crew from the show intervention. As they all sat in my living room surrounding me in a circle they began to express their concern for me and brought to my attention that I was in fact addicted to the internet and said they would all stand behind me if only I would check into the computer addiction rehab center. After much denial on my part but persistance on theirs, I began to weep and finally admitted that I was addicted to the internet. My priest called for prayer and as he laid his hand upon my forehead everyone else embraced me. I was led out the door and into a waiting van that had two large armed men inside to escort me to the rehab center. Well 60 days in the center for computer addiction made me come to my senses and I was cured! However during my time in rehab I met a group of wonderful women that visit me all the time at home on a regular basis. My neighbor sees all these women coming and going from my house and my sister now has called me asking what is going on over here. Do I now have to live in fear of another intervention because I will be considered to have an addiction to women? Geez, why cant I just be able to live my life the way I want to. I think that I should go back to my computers and all the forums to throw everyone off track? What do I do? What would you do?

My name is also Steve, and I am not an addict. In fact, as soon as I get the bunker built and the razor wire stretched and the T-1 line in place, no one will bother me about the time I spend online anymore, you betcha.